Prueba Dani

"Lemon Orchard"

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"Amends"

Nights like this: on the cold apple-bough

a white star, then another

exlploading out of the bark:

on the ground, moonlight picking at small stones

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as it picks at greater stones as it rises with the surf

laying its cheeck for moments on the sand

as it licks the broken ledge, as it flows up the cliffs,

as it flicks across the tracks

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as it unavailing pours into gash

of the sand-and-gravel quarry

as it leans across the hangared fuselage

of the crop dusting plane

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as it soaks through cracks into trailers

tremulous wit sleep

as it dwells upon the eyelids of sleepers

as if to make amends.

"Full Moon and Little Frieda"

A cool small evening shrunk to a dog bark and the clank of a bucket -

And you listening.

A spider's web, tense for the dew's touch.

A pail lifted, still and brimming - mirror

To tempt a first star to a tremor.

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Cows are going home in the lane there, looping the hedges with their warm

wreaths of breath -

A dark river of blood, many boulders,

Balancing unspilled milk.

'Moon!' you cry suddenly, 'Moon! Moon!'

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The moon has stepped back like an artist gazing amazed at a work

That points at him amazed.